Well this is unpleasant.

Yesterday I woke up feeling nauseous, and having eaten out two nights in a row, started to worry. I've hit this point in life where throwing up feels like it's ripping me apart. But it became clear that it was being caused by motion, so it had to be inner ear, and so I felt better.

Then, anyway.

Turns out I have benign positional vertigo. At home yesterday just sitting around, it diminished as the day wore on. Then I rode in a car. This morning again it seemed way better. Then I drove in a car. But now I'm feeling nauseous after just sitting here calmly at my desk for hours.

At least food poisoning would have been releasing me by now.

It has me a little worried for an upcoming trip to Jersey, upon which I am to see the much-missed Ealish and Blake. We'll see. If there were a saint of the inner ear, I'd lay something at his/her shrine.

Then last night I had a teeny adventure. I woke up around 2 and shortly heard squealing outside. I figured it for raccoons. I soon smelled otherwise. So off I went to sleep on the couch, where the smell was about half what lingered in my room.

See? Adventure! And the kitties were all over it. I even liked waking up out there. Maybe the bedroom actually needs to be brighter. Maybe I needed a sleep vacation. *Bonus*: I opened the kitchen window to set some of the odor free, and received the smell of waffles in return!

Now I am smelling hazelnut coffee from Adam's cubewreckle and wanting a cinnamon roll.

Stupid Adam.